A young woman and her husband decided to take their children to a circus one day. They were fairly wealthy (despite them both growing up on farms)
and had three children. The eldest: a five-year old girl, sweet as a lollipop. The middle: A three-year old boy, mischievous even at his young age, but
was going to grow up to be quite the charmer. And the youngest: a little baby girl, only one year old. Their names? Emily (named after the mother's
aunt, whom she grew up with), Henry (both of the parents had uncles named Henry), and the youngest Cora. It was a fairly windy day, and all of the
tents had to be renforced with sandbags around their edges to ensure they wouldn't fly away. One of the main attractions was cancelled: the hot air
balloon show. It was quite a disappointment to many, but they all carried on, busing themselves with the lions, tigers, and bears. A scarecrow sitting
on a post made the mother of the children laugh, and she grabbed its arms and pretended to dance. In most places, this would've been frowned
upon, but at the circus, noting was odd or out of place. While the mother danced, the baby girl, Cora was in her carriage. As mentioned before, it was
quite windy that day. One strong gust pushed the carriage far enough to touch a fence nearby. The baby was considered dumb, do to the fact that
she was only one year old and could only crawl, was actually quite smart. It crawled to the edge of it's carridge and by sheer magic, crawled over the
fence. Right next to the fence was a little box where a man would stand on to marvel about the hot air balloons. Right next to the box was were all of
the balloons were tethered. Eventually, the baby made it to the nearest one and plopped down inside it. If you were to ask me how the baby got in
there, I wouldn't be able to tell you. The winds picked up and made it colder. The sun started to disappear behind clouds, and people began to leave.
The mother, tired from her dancing and laughing, went to go and get Cora, only to find the child missing. The winds really started to pick up and the
mother looked even more frantically for the baby. She called her husband over and soon it was a goosehunt. Surely the baby couldn't have crawled
out herself? Perhaps she had been kidnapped. The mother felt terrible. She had lost her baby because she was too busy dancing. The winds made
some of the tents start to lift up, and soon a clown came screaming "There's a twister, it's gonna touch down soon! Everybody get to shelter!" The
family,being one of the only ones left, quickly were ushered into a makeshift barn. The barn had been in the field before the circus had gotten there
and had a shelter covered in old hay and dust. Everyone quickly got inside. The hot air balloons were almost untethered and shook with a great
, one came loose. It was the oldest balloon there and it's ropes weren't the strongest. It's balloon had the faded remains of a "Great
and Powerful Oz" and was a light green. The baby also just happened to be in that balloon. The twister struck down and the balloon flew away.
Luckily,no one was hurt. The baby soared over the open land of Kansas, into the open Land of Oz.